This only happens, he wrote on my arm, when I wake up needing nothing."
That summarises how I feel right now, when I'm distracted from my pending death through multi-choice dots and a 2B pencil. Armed with my student number, I plunge on.
I try not to write about boys in this, but I've met someone who I'm not quite sure is real. He'd discovered the world over the past 7 months, while I discovered free love and how to stay up well past daybreak. When I think of my "Things that would make my perfect boy", I literally cannot think of one thing that isn't him. I don't want a boy. I don't need a boy. I'm scared out of my wits but deleriously excited and I don't know what to do but hold on tight and open my eyes wide so as not to miss one second. The other day we drove listening to the Garden State soundtrack, singing into the wind. On Monday we'd known each other 8 days and spent 91 hours together.
Halloween with some people I love so much. These are my 2 favourite photos in a long time:
<3 x x xx x x
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